lyrics
I swear I'm broken, no I'm lying, but I can't stop,
my own personal hell, the flames ain't that hot,
maybe I'm used to it, probably just deserve it,
a borderline urchin, a false dreams merchant,
I'm good at whispering fallacies to the innocent,
it's just hard to carry out plans and to finish them,
I get skiddish when blood spills and it's on my hands,
dissolve in sand, don't wanna stall, but damn,
dug up enough dirt on everyone to bury myself,
The thought of dying alone is a thought that's scary itself,
too much ink wasted filled with passionate hatred,
I see myself three years ago, I swear I can't take this,
I'd run off, probably drink too much,
living wild and free, know I didn't think too much,
fuck it, YOLO before that pop rapper branded it,
prom night dumpster baby before the parents stranded it,
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released September 17, 2013
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